the desert church
within the silence
of adobe walls
prayers for the living
prayers for the dead
Presence
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Nice one Adelaide
Much💖love
Thank you, Gillena
Adelaide
pray for our children
from now they pray for we all
to avoid the prey
__Such a grand photo Adelaide; such a gracious ideal. _m
Amen to that.Doug. Too many children have been prey to unstable and angry minds.
Thanks for commenting
Adelaide
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